The wind blows cold
Chilling down to the bone
I raise my head and close my eyes
Letting the breeze pick up my hair
And lift it free
I wish that I could be
Somewhere else for a little while
In a different life
In a different time
I wish that I could undo
The things that are done
What has brought me to this place
Where my defenses have failed
Where I crumple under the weight
Where I have slipped to my knees
Sinking in a mire of regret
Cold, cold solace is all I find
In the chilling breeze
I raise my arms in supplication
But there is no one to see
It is just me
And the cold chilling wind
Theresa Smith
MrsSmithsLifeUnexpected 